Chapter 26: The Living Google
Ragnar stared at the tiny, floating pixie, his mind still processing the system’s blunt rejection. He couldn’t steal her knowledge.
The thought was infuriating, but as the seconds ticked by, it was replaced by a burgeoning curiosity.
"Pixia," he began, his tone shifting from that of a predator to that of a researcher. He gestured for her to float closer to the throne.
"My request failed. The system tells me I cannot ’absorb’ a base stat. So, tell me. What, exactly, does a B-Rank in Knowledge do?"
Pixia, looking relieved that she wasn’t about to be dissected, adjusted her large spectacles. "Ah, I see. It is... difficult to explain, my Lord. It is not like learning a fact. It is more like... seeing the rules behind the facts."
"Use simple words," Ragnar commanded, leaning forward with intense focus.
"Of course," she said, taking a small, nervous breath. "When you look at one of your kobolds, you see a monster. I see its hidden data. I see its potential evolutionary paths, its precise CP cost down to the decimal point, its morale level, and a statistical probability of it tripping over its own feet in the next five minutes."
She glanced at Gary, who was currently trying to lick a shiny spot on the floor and promptly bumped his head. "For that one, the probability is quite high."
Ragnar’s eyes widened. "You can see hidden stats?"